Friday, March 22, 2013

FF : BREAKOUT Part 19

Picking up his cell
phone, she had guilt coarse through her as she scrolled through his calls...

"Private
number?" she mumbled..."And he was so...so angry when he came
downstairs the day that...that bullet...hit him..."

As she held the
phone, she felt it buzz in her hand.

Incoming text.

Closing her eyes,
hoping that would take away some of the guilt she felt, she opened the message.

Location Still
Unknown. Shooter not found.

Her eyes fell...

Just as she was
putting the phone down, a call started to come in...

Private Number.

Hurrying into the
bathroom, she answered without saying a word...

As she
listened...she heard controlled breathing on the other end...and then, a voice
that haunted her, dripped through the receiver..."You got off easy
Arnav...That bullet wasn't for you...but I swear...if you get in the way
again...it WILL be, and I won't miss next time..."

Khushi let out an
involuntary gasp which caught Shyam's attention...

"Well...My
Khushiji..."

"Y...you...you
stay away from him..."

"How brave...I
remember you being brave...remember? I assume you want to save him again?"

Her heart was
beating so fast that she couldn't catch her breath...

"How does it
feel...to know that the bullet that hit him, was meant for you?"

Her skin grew damp
as she felt disgust...

"I won't miss
next time...Next time I will have plenty of time...and no one will suspect a
thing..."

"n...no....no....I am done with being afraid of you! Back off from Arnavji!"

"Then I suggest
that YOU talk to me from now on...instead of him...maybe I will accept you
back...just for one night of pleasure..."

Khushi held down the
bile that rose in her throat...

"... you'll be seeing me soon..."

The call ended.

Her hands trembled
as she looked at the phone in her hands...

Distress began to imprison her clear
thinking..."I have to hide his phone...I have to...He can't talk to him
again...I won't let Arnavji get hurt..."

..................

Arnav saw a change.

A drastic change in
her.

Ever since he woke
up, he noticed that her eyes were clouded...

He felt a tighter
cling to her grasp on him...

He felt her
breathing more shallow...

"Has Shyam
threatened her again?" he thought..."No...Shyam only talks to me...on
my phone..."

Arnav quickly felt
his pockets..."Where is...?"

Realization thrashed into him..."Did she?...Oh my God...She took it..." he instantly bolted up the
stairs...

Barging into their
room, he looked around...

"Arnavji?
What's--"

Slowly prowling
forwards, he said..."Where are the twins?"

"Nani and Di
have them...They're--"

As soon as he knew
they were alone, he grabbed her swiftly, spun their bodies, and they crash
landed onto their bed...

"Arnavji!"
her eyes were wide with confusion...

“Khushi...” he
growled, catching her forearms in a sudden sweep and pushed her far down into
the mattress...

He held her body
still with the weight of his own as he looked into eyes so mesmerizing they
almost hurt to look at.

“Where the hell is
my phone...”

"He
knows..." her thoughts screamed...

Khushi began to
struggle, but the only good it did her was to rasp her sensitive nipples
against the fabric of Arnav's shirt...

Her cloudy mind
wanted to move to a sensual haze, but Arnav was in no mood to mess around when
it came to her life...

Her secret was out .
. . or at least part of it.

And it had been
revealed in the very worst way she could have imagined.

The only way she
hadn’t accounted for........mistrust, and secrecy.

She certainly hadn’t
intended to end up on her back beneath her husband’s hard, hot body...his eyes
flashing with anger...

“Ar...Arnavji...”
she said, forcing herself to meet his stare.

She owed him that
even though she wanted to flinch away from the anger reflected in his dark
eyes.

“I can explain.”

His weight bore down
on her, pushing her even deeper into the covers and keeping her from moving an
inch.

She shoved against
him, but to no avail.

He was just too
strong.

Panic rose in her
chest.

“Please,” she said
softly.

His eyes narrowed.
“Don't you dare look at me as though I would hurt you! I would NEVER! But
Khushi, I swear, if you have taken my phone and spoken to Shyam or anyone
concerning Shyam I am going to hit the fucking roof!”

She swallowed...
“You will not be hit! I swear to you I won't let that happen again! It was
meant for me! ME! I can't bear you being hurt!!!”

He froze, his face
draining of all emotion except surprise and horror...

"How do you
know?..."

Khushi pushed
against his chest again... “Arnavji, let me up..."

He arched a brow as
he gave her an appraising look.

One that was devoid
of all the powerful heat that normally accompanied his stares.

She shut her eyes
briefly...

“I’ll let you up,”
he said softly. “But make a move toward the door, or try and evade talking
about this, and I’ll have you back on your back before you blink, do you
understand?”

He lifted his hands
to softly hold her arms..."I am selfish Khushi...I protect you, because I
want you more than anything else in this world... you KNOW how I feel about
you...I NEED to protect you..."

Their gazes held for
a long time before he spoke again...

"Now...tell
me..."

Her lips parted and
she finally told him everything...

As Arnav listened,
his eyes were pounding with rage...

"And
you..." his hands dropped to his sides..."You were going to
listen...TO HIM!?"

Staring her square
in the eyes, he screamed..."ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND!"

With eyes widening,
she glared..."REALLY!? Well I'm SORRY for having a moment of weakness! I
wanted to protect you too!!!"

Having enough of
their talks, she began to stride past him...

"Don't you DARE
leave this room Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada or I swear, I will tackle you
to the ground if I have to!"

"You might find
it harder to put me on the floor than you think,” she said as she planted her
hands firmly on her hips...

He folded his arms
with an expression of disbelief...“And why is that?”

Khushi sucked in a
long breath...

“Because I have been
studying self defence. I have read all about it and tried it out here at
home...How do you think I broke that side table the other day!?"

If he weren't so
completely angry, he would have burst into fits of laughter...

"I have fended
off goons before, and I wanted to be sure that I could do it again if
necessary!"

That thought began
to sink in, pushing out the others.

"Again?... You
have been attacked in the past Khushi...You nearly died...IN FRONT OF ME! And
you think ...No Khushi...NO!"

Arnav clenched and
his fists...

And at the memories
that were creeping in.

Memories of Khushi's
bruised and broken body.

Her pained
expressions...

The heart monitor
that stopped.

He’d sworn he would
never see her in danger like that again.

“Arnavji...I am
sorry...I got scared...” Khushi’s voice was distant through the haze of his
memories, but he could hear her...

He stepped forward
and caught her arms before she had a chance to finish....

“How can you put
yourself at such risk?! Knowing how I feel!!!! I can't lose you Khushi!!! How
could you do that!?” he asked, his breath coming in heaving pants.

“How!? How do you think I would feel? Or how the
twins would feel! To watch YOU put yourself in harm’s way too?!”

Her eyes flickered
as she moved.

It was so sudden, so
smooth, it took Arnav off guard.

She whipped her
hands upward, striking his forearms with enough force that pain ricocheted up
to his shoulders.

His grip broke and
she caught his arms.

With a twist and a
pull, she wrenched his hands upward at the same time she swept her feet beneath
his.

Arnav found himself
on his back with Khushi on top of him, straddling his lap.

“I SAID that I was
sorry, Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! But see this!? I can defend myself!” she
panted.

Arnav shifted his
hips to one side and as she adjusted, threw all his force into the other.

She rolled onto her
back with a low grunt and he covered her with his body.

She arched her back,
but he stiffened and didn’t bend to her will, despite how surprisingly strong
she was.

His rage was
palatable, but he couldn’t help but be impressed by her.

But he was even more
distracted by the way her body shifted beneath him.

Warm and soft.

She was still
dishevelled from their earlier encounter.

The feel of her
beneath him now awoke his ready erection and it came to attention with
surprising speed.

He held her steady
and watched her eyes widen as she felt the length of him press against her
stomach.

“Everything can
shift in a heartbeat, Khushi...” he managed to whisper on a ragged breath.

She nodded,
breathless and he didn’t think it was from exertion. “I know that...You know
that I know that...I...I just was so helpless before...I didn't want to feel
that way again..."

He lowered his head
toward hers and felt her hot breath against his skin.

"Khushi..."

"I want to help
you find him..."

Arnav's fuming eyes
lit up once again..."Dammit Khushi!"

Rolling off her, he
got to his feet, grabbing her hand to bring her with him...

"YOU are the
most---"

Now in full fighting
mode, Khushi stepped forwards, practically bumping her chest into
his..."The most WHAT!"

Their fierce gazes
held...

"WHAT!?"
she demanded once more...

That second, his
attitude changed.

His body crashed
into hers, thrusting her against the wall as his mouth came down.

All fear and anger
evaporated as she wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and clung for
dear life.

They seemed to be
everywhere, sliding to her hips where he pulled her close, up her sides where
he made her shiver with anticipation, then to cup her

breasts and strum
his thumbs across her nipples until she gasped with sensation.

He stroked his hands
back down the same line, cupping her backside and lifting her like she weighed
nothing.

Her legs came open
and he stepped into the apex of her thighs, pressing his heat to her, rocking
her against the wall as he kissed her.

Khushi clawed at his
shirt, yanking at buttons, pulling at the shoulders, frustrated by her lack of
mobility now that she was pinned, helpless, against the door.

He looked at her,
dark eyes glazed with heat and potent desire.

She was certain her
expression was much the same.

“No.” He lowered her
feet to the ground. “Not like this...”

She shook her head,
confused, driven to distraction by the thrumming need that coursed through her
body, centered between her thighs.

He caught her hand.
“This time slow...”

Relief flowed
through her as she stumbled forward toward their bed, stopping obediently when
he did.

"I want
you...slowly...and sensually..."

Khushi thought she
would drop to her knees from want at his words.

His gaze captured
hers, the brown of his iris so dark it almost blended in with the pupil.

Raw desire boiled in
his expression and she couldn’t look away.

As he shedded all
clothing from her body, she never broke the gaze.

When her dress
pooled at her feet and he sucked in a harsh breath, she never stopped staring
into his eyes.

“Khushi...” he
whispered as he bent his head to press a hot kiss at the juncture where her
shoulder and neck met.

“...yes...” she
gasped, clinging to his arms.

“I love you..."
he promised as he brought his mouth down and captured her bare nipple between
his lips.

She arched up with a
sharp cry as sensation raced through her.

The things this man
could do to her, the feelings he could evoke with a grazing touch, a firm one.

She never imagined her body would crave those
things so completely.

So much that she was
ready to beg.

Instead, she
steadied herself by slipping her fingers into his crisp, short hair.

"I'm sorry, I
wanted to protect you too...” she murmured, dipping her head back as he
pleasured her opposite breast.

He lifted dark eyes
to spear her with a stare.

He straightened to
his full height and forced her to bend her head back to look at him.

There was a
gentleness in his eyes.

A softness she
hadn’t expected.

“I know you did...I
know...I remember all the times you told me in that in hospital...but like I
told you even then, I will not tolerate any harm coming to you or our
children...Or myself...Now, be quiet...” he murmured before he lifted her onto
her bed, resting her head on soft pillows.

Arnav watched Khushi
as she settled back with a sigh, then looked up at him through hooded lids.

By God, she was the
most beautiful woman he had ever encountered

And he loved her
more than he’d ever loved anyone or anything, or at least until the twins had
come along...now his love kept swelling until he was sure his heart would
burst...

He reached out,
tracing the back of his hand over the delicate arch of her collarbone, down
between the valley of her breasts, lower to her quivering, stomach.

“Arnavji,” she
murmured, but he silenced her by pushing his body into hers and covering her
mouth with his.

He drowned in her
kiss as he pushed her legs open wider, draping them over his elbows.

She lifted her hips
for him, unabashed in her silent demands for what she wanted.

He obliged,
positioning the head of his cock at her entrance and then he slid home in one
smooth stroke.

He thrust inside,
guided by her slick heat, gripped by her along every inch of the way.

And encouraged by
her harsh cry of pleasure.

He gritted his teeth
as he fought for control.

It was a losing
battle, but he needed to hold out a little while.

Like always, he
wanted to savor the feeling of being inside his wife....

She helped by
lifting her hips to perfectly stroke him on every thrust.

She watched him with
parted-lipped appraisal, then let her tongue dart out to whet her lips with
pleasure as he increased the pace.

It was torture, but
he wanted to give her release before he took his own.

welcome back... nice update... can understand arnav's and khushi's need to protect each other, but keeping secrets is not the way! this would only result in them playing into shyam's hands as he can manipulate events / circumstances if both arnav and khushi are unaware of what the other is up to... glad they sorted that out... hopefully they'll unite to lay shyam by his heels!the precap is scary as arnav's fears of losing khushi seem to be coming true!